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I expected Shakuntala Devi, rather, maybe desiring a break from the current doom and gloom around Corona, I wanted Shakuntala Devi to be a cheerful movie. More like Tumhari Sulu, lighthearted, with my ambassador of smiles, Vidyabalan. To a certain degree, Vidyabalan’s smiling posters for the movie reinforced my expectations. Needless to say, Shakuntala Devi …
On a sunny afternoon, after a hearty lunch, three little friends got together to see a book… they shifted the pages to and forth, their eyes got locked.. their senses were locked… neither they could hear, nor they could feel neither they could hear, the footsteps of an approaching sir nor they could feel, his …
The construction worker who worked on the gallery of our house was either tired, careless, (or he was like the proud worker who purposely (allegedly) left a dripping tile at the Taj Mahal) he misaligned the slope on a single corner tile of the gallery. The gallery tiles are sloped to such perfection that the …
